(Gentlemen, there is a feast in the world, and the aftermath is lingering.) Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info according to the requirements of some book friends, at that time Wang Dou became an old man, or let the image of the general be fixed at this moment of glory in the prime of life, the saddest thing in the world is that the hero is twilight, and the beauty is white. However, what should be explained will be explained, and the fact that everything that should be written in this book has been written, and it is already very satisfying. ）

"No!"

Liu Xiyao looked at the battle situation in front of him with tears in his eyes, his brothers in his camp were slaughtered, and the losses were extremely heavy, these were his most elite old battalion soldiers.

Li Zicheng hesitated until the Jingbian Army's infantry formation was about to reach three miles and the situation could not be delayed any longer, so he made up his mind to adopt Liu Zongmin's strategy and attack their infantry formation with elite cavalry.

They were divided into two waves, Liu Xiyao led the right battalion elite cavalry as the first wave, Li Guo led the rear battalion elite cavalry as the second wave, and Liu Zongmin led the Zhongquan pro-army as the third wave, depending on the situation.

Unexpectedly, they were so sharp in formation, especially with the cooperation of artillery rockets, their own formation was first broken up by his rockets several times, and then their artillery fired in unison, especially close-range scattered bullets in unison, and the casualties in his battalion were unbearable.

Then they fired a volley, and after three formations, now he had 10,000 iron horsemen in his battalion, and the loss was afraid to reach half.

Moreover, their spearmen and gunners cooperate tacitly, and they still continue to slaughter and harvest their old battalions.

It's over, his old camp is over, it's over, his right camp is over.

Liu Xiyao was so sad and angry that he almost shed blood and tears, and he desperately asked the trumpeter next to him, Ming Jin, to withdraw his troops.

There were also the remnants of the horse team over there who couldn't bear the fear, and they shouted and pulled their horses back and fled, and even heard the sound of Mingjin withdrawing troops, the elite cavalry of the right battalion retreated like a tide, and there were deafening cheers from the Jingbian army's infantry formation.

Li Zicheng, Li Guo, Liu Zongmin and the others here watched in disbelief, they couldn't believe it as they watched their elite cavalry being beaten by the opponent's infantry and fleeing, looking at their frightened appearance, it seemed that they had no other thoughts than to escape.

Liu Zongmin's face was hot, and he muttered, "Why are their foot soldiers sharper than the horse team?" This doesn't make sense. ”

The fiasco of the right battalion is related to his earlier offering, if it weren't for his Liu Zongmin's plan to charge the battle, the loss of the right battalion would not be so big, especially the loss is still the old battalion of fine cavalry, when Liu Xiyao comes back, I am afraid that I will have a life and death hatred with him.

Suddenly, the cheering on the other side stopped, and after a few passionate orders, the rhythmic drum beat of "Knock Knock, Knock Knock" sounded again, and then the foot soldiers on the other side stepped on the drum beat again, and the swords and spears rose and fell, echoing the metallic light of the armor, like a trembling silver-red wave.

The soldiers of the Qinglong Army took the initiative to attack again.

Seeing them coming like a wall, with an unstoppable momentum, Li Guo said anxiously: "Uncle, they are here again, what should I do?" ”

Li Guo was originally going to lead the second wave of elite cavalry in the rear battalion, but after seeing the tragic situation of Liu Xiyao's right battalion, he braked urgently. However, he didn't attack it, but the Jingbian Army attacked it by himself, which made him not know what to do.

Li Zicheng's face was extremely ugly, today's battle situation was unexpected, he raised hundreds of thousands of troops and came with confidence, but first Wang Dou's strength was beyond his expectations, and then there was a so-called Great Qing Kingdom, which was unexpected by him again.

Then Wang Dou hit two, and in a short period of time, he let his own front rout, so far, he has not received the news of Gao Yigong, I am afraid that he will be coerced in the chaos of the army is already more than lucky, and then Yuan Zongdi is seriously injured, I am afraid it will not last long.

Unconsciously, he had lost his troops to such an extent that he might lose a few generals in a row, which he couldn't bear.

There is also the dilemma in front of him, which is no longer how to defeat Wang Dou, but how he Li Zicheng preserves his strength.

Looking at the Jingbian army coming over there, Liu Zongmin gritted his teeth and was helpless, he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to return to the camp and fight again in the future?" ”

Li Zicheng shook his head, the Jingbian army has heavy artillery, as well as that kind of sharp and strange weapons and rockets, and it is useless to stick to the camp.

Moreover, now that the casualties in the army are so large, the reason why they are still holding on is all due to the sharp spirit that was invincible before, and if they retreat, I am afraid that they will fall for thousands of miles, and the army will be defeated and defeated.

Li Yan said: "King, you may be able to return to the Beijing Division, as soon as our division leaves, Wang Douding and the Qing army will kill you to the death, and our army will defend the fortified city, or you can take advantage of the fishermen." ”

Li Zicheng groaned, maybe this is the wisest, but there are two questions, can he really retreat under the watchful eye of the Jingbian army, and will it turn into a big rout?

And he led hundreds of thousands of troops to come like a rainbow, and now he is retreating in discouragement, and the people are depressed, can the Jingshi still be able to defend it? Do you want to go back to the previous liukou, and even burn the Beijing division as Niu Jinxing said, and return to Huguang, Henan Province?

Is his great achievement really just a flash in the pan?

No, he Li Zicheng is not reconciled!

Just what to do now?

……

Qin Yi, Wen Shiyan and others next to him were analyzing the battle situation around the sand table, and from time to time they held a clairplane to look at the battle situation, and there was an hourglass on the table next to them. Sundials cannot be used without the sun, and the clocks at this time are bulky and inaccurate, so hourglasses are generally used to see the time.

Wang Dou's position can see two battlefield situations at the same time, whether it is a thief or a slave, the situation is vivid.

Glancing at the missing carving of the hourglass, feeling that it was really inconvenient to have no watch, Wang Dou stuffed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, he got up from the tiger skin chair, and said lightly: "It's almost, defeat the two thieves, and then you can have lunch." ”

Seeing Wang Dou get up, Zhong Tiaoyang, Li Guangheng, Wen Daxing, Xie Yike, Chi Dacheng, Huang Shibian, Li Jinpei, Qin Yi and others beside him knew that the critical moment to decide the battlefield had arrived, and they all looked solemn.

Wang Dou shouted lightly: "General Hulie." ”

Li Guangheng hurriedly said: "The last will be." ”

Wang Dou said: "You lead the horse lance cavalry, as well as 10,000 reserve foot soldiers, immediately go to the battlefield south of Wen Fangliang, converge with the soldiers there, and quickly defeat the thieves with thunder, rocket artillery, etc." Then the Qinglong Army's loyal battalion, Shaanxi and Gansu generals, hussars, chasers, heroes of the dart bureau, and B soldiers got on their horses to pursue the thieves. You and Wen Fangliang's first-class battalion immediately turned to attack the slaves and thieves, outflanking them from the right flank. ”

He pointed to the position at the bottom of the mountain: "After the cavalry, there will be 20,000 reserve infantry to attack, you need to quickly defeat the right flank of the rogue, the left flank of the slave thief, and then merge the cavalry on the side of Han and North Korea." After the rocket artillery battle, the slave cavalry fights, the infantry follows the cavalry, divides and surrounds the Tartars on that side, and finally destroys them! ”

Li Guangheng shouted: "The last general takes the order!" ”

Flicked the scarlet cloak behind him, and resolutely went down the mountain.

Zhong Tiaoyang also constantly sent Tang Ma to convey the orders of the Chinese army to Wen Fangliang, Han Chao and others, as well as the infantry battalion that went to battle.

Wang Dou watched the continuous mobilization of people and horses on the ridge, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, but he looked indifferent.

From the morning to the present, Wang Dou has seen that no matter whether it is a Tartar or a thief, or even two thieves combined, compared with the Jingbian Army that he has been brewing for ten years, it is difficult to match them, and he has completely crushed them.

The two are no longer the combat power of an era.

So, it's time for this to end.

However, he still had 10,000 reserves in case he needed them.

He held the clairvoyant mirror and looked at Changping for a while, and said, "How is Sun Sanjie over there?" ”

Xie Yike hurriedly said: "I don't receive news at night, Brother Sun is still fighting fiercely with the Tartars and the Second Tartars, but they work hard to hold the defensive line, and the Tartars are not allowed to advance an inch." ”

Wang Dou nodded and said: "I don't want merit over there, but I want no fault, as long as I keep the back road." As long as the Tartars are defeated here, the other side will surely be defeated. ”

……

"Lancers forward, stab!"

"Kill!"

The cavalry of the Korqin tribe was firmly held in front of the iron line, and their countless horses raised their hooves in front of the cold sword jungle, and they neighed in terror into the air, and then shook off the panicked knights.

Some of their horses rushed up by inertia, knocking some of the gunners over, and then the horses and the knights above were stabbed to the ground by the fierce four-edged swords.

Some of their horses also crashed through several rows of gunners, and were then stopped by the spearmen behind them.

Han and the DPRK also put in some first-class battalion sergeants, and the situation was quickly stabilized, and it seemed that thousands of Korqin cavalry were just wandering and roaring in front of the sword.

Then the two Koreas decisively ordered the spearmen to come forward and fight.

The two layers of spearmen stepped forward, accompanied by the rhythmic drum beat, and they shouted at the same time in the front row, and stabbed their spears hard at their targets, the spears were like lightning, and the armor-piercing long cone spears pierced deeply into the hearts, throats, faces and other vital points of those Horqin Mongols, or if it was inconvenient to stab people, then stabbed horses.

Their spears pierced, and they drew them neatly, and the blood mist soared, and then there was a terrible scream, and the Horqin Mongols who had been stabbed fell to the ground in pain, and many of them twisted their bodies with great force, apparently in extreme pain.

There was another rapid drum beat, and the gunmen in the back row crossed over and shouted in unison: "Kill!" ”

They stabbed out their armor-piercing spears neatly, and then twisted, pumped, and pulled out neatly, accompanied by countless blood arrows spraying, howling bitterly, and many Horqin Mongols were poked with huge blood holes.

The sound of drums, they exchanged and advanced, from time to time violently stabbed, like the cold light of a retractable poisonous snake, and in the sound of drums, the four rows continued to rotate to maintain the full physical strength of the soldiers.

They attacked in four rows at the same time, the front row kept stabbing down, and the rear row showed the cold light of the spear tip from the gap, cooperating with each other, covering each other, and acting in unison, as if they were one person.

In the face of such a spear battle array, those Horqin Mongols either roared on their horses, or dismounted to fight, took out their shields and broadswords to fight, and then were stabbed to the ground by the dense array of spears. Some even had their shields pierced and were nailed to the ground by armor-piercing spears.

The battlefield was filled with the sound of spears piercing into the body, and the screams of each person before they died.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, converging with the previous smell of gunsmoke, which was indescribably strange and pungent.

"Gunners step forward!"

With a rapid drum beat, four rows of guncorps warriors who had already been loaded with medicine crossed over, and in front of them they raised their guns with swords and fired at the panicked enemy in front of them.

"Bang bang ......"

The dull explosion converged into a line, a row of thick white smoke dispersed, and a large number of Horqin Mongolian horsemen and horses gathered in a panic in front of them fell to the ground, countless people rolled on the ground and screamed heartbreakingly, and the horses that were shot neighed wildly.

The sound of explosions was one after another, and after the four rows of salvos, the people and horses in front of them seemed to be empty, and there were countless internal organs lying on the ground, and the bodies were shattered by the guns, and the Horqin people were howling in pain.

The people and horses who stepped forward in the rear also seemed more chaotic.

"Lancers forward!"

The tactics of the Jingbian Army were that pikemen and musketeers closely cooperated.

When the musketeers are finished, the pikemen come forward to attack, taking advantage of the melee while covering the reload.

After the pikemen finished fighting, the musketeers stepped forward to attack, taking advantage of their firearms.

Over the years, the two have become intimate.

In the rapid beat of the drums, the dense spearmen and soldiers came forward again, their rhythmic trotting, their dense spears looming in the smoke of gunpowder, the cold light of the stars, and the red tassels of the iron helmets that shook in one color were even more like a red tide.

……

"It's breathtaking."

Wang Pu watched the Jingbian Army's gun array and gun array slaughtering those Horqin Mongols like killing chickens, and couldn't help but sigh to Chief of Staff Tian beside him, "Before, I was worried about the Tartars, there are thousands of troops and horses, will this thin array be broken by them." Now it seems that not to mention the Mongol Tartars, even the Manchurian Tartars, will not be able to break through our array. ”

Chief of Staff Tian said: "Yes, in this world, no one is the opponent of the Jingbian Army anymore, in fact, I feel that if they are replaced by a one-color sword, their combat power may be sharper." ”

Wang Pu didn't dare to judge this, he said: "Maybe." ”

He looked ahead and saw that his new barracks soldiers could basically keep up with the rhythm, and he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of pride. (To be continued.) )